Chapter 42: Flying Needle

Wang Wanshan's kneeling took everyone present by surprise. Especially the group of subordinates from the Wang family—almost all of them stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, truly dumbfounded. In their eyes, the master was always lofty and untouchable, whether in the world of business or politics, always skillful and at ease. In Yun City, whether it was Li Ruhai, the richest man, or city officials...

Back then, when the two old fiends from Xuanming injured Zhang Wuji, he had wanted to kill them both. But at the time, his family was prosperous and he was the only one on Mount Wudang capable of standing alone. He couldn't let go of his responsibilities, so those two old fiends had been able to roam free for so many years.

Yet, his mother's words still echoed in his ears: even if not for himself, he could not let his own mother look down on him. No matter how tough things got, he could not drop out of school.

However, before Dongfang Xu could reply, an incredulous voice came through the communicator—it was Chen Sha.

Seeing that Sang Ruo didn't retaliate, the boys on the neighboring boats seemed to think she was easy to pick on. Their tone grew more arrogant, speculating ever more loudly about what underhanded means she must have used to win first place this year. Even Green Scorpion Valen and others who had once competed with Sang Ruo for the top spot grew dissatisfied at their talk.

Li Chengqian was stunned. This guy had such a big mouth—how could he possibly tell the difference between beans and chaff?

She knew all too well just how strong a mind giant was. While it might not be an absolute crush, she could handle brainless giants with ease. So why had they let their companion be devoured by giants back then?

Halfway down the road, he remembered that Xu Tiantian hadn’t had breakfast. He doubled back to the cafeteria to buy her hot porridge and meat buns to take home.

Because I have seen the determination and wisdom of the Immortal Lord of Nanyang, the great righteousness and lonely courage of Zhong Kui, the great Buddha in the mental hospital who gave up everything to guard order among men, even unto death, and that monkey's desperate struggle inside the prison of fate.

In the next moment, Lu Shu flicked his fingers and shot out a sword aura. Tang Linshan was astonished. Though his Qi Sea and Snow Mountain had made him the center of attention, in swordsmanship, he was barely a newcomer.

The wild storm made Yi Han stagger. The wind was so fierce that, without the protection of the Green Lotus, his face burned from the force—yet Yi Han's body was nearly as tough as a magical artifact now.

And at night, this place transformed into a playground of pleasure—neon lights and dazzling colors, the wealthy wantonly indulging in anything their hearts could possibly desire.

So, without anyone noticing, she killed Han You. Even Wu the coroner couldn’t at first figure out the true cause of Han You’s death.

Jiang Xiao’s words were simple: since you never cared before, don’t let Jiang Ling stay here to help you in the coming battles. If even your lives can’t be guaranteed, why should you help those with great power?

Lin Feiyu was not only gifted—his ability to draw powerful enemies was astonishing as well.

“Heh, so you rate me quite highly, don’t you? To be able to tempt you—is that your way of complimenting me?” Zheng Xichen sneered bitterly, her heart awash in sorrow.

In fact, his mother had arranged the marriage entirely—Zhu Yijun had no say in it whatsoever.

The sharp screech of brake pads and tires scraping the ground rang out together.

This was a new way of eating wontons. Because they resembled crescent moons, they were called Crescent Wontons. They had just become popular in the Xingyang region, delicious beyond compare, and deeply loved by the people.

Ren Qianqian was saying that the program hit a nerve with the public by addressing water shortages and pollution at the source. She was sure the TV station’s ratings would soar.

Tao Zhiyan couldn’t see what he was talking about, but looking at Feng Ze’s expression, he couldn’t help feeling a little strange inside.